Ogata now feels a little guilty towards Ishikawa.
Because Ishikawa had just sold his saber so cheaply, Ogata offered him only 5 taels of gold and a broken sword, and he was willing to exchange his saber with Ogata.
Ishikawa's sword is not a famous sword, but it is also a first-class fine product. You can't buy such a good sword on the market without 40 taels of gold.
Ishikawa gave his sword to Ogata at such a price that it was almost free, which made him feel ashamed.
——If I see Lord Ishikawa again in the future, I must repay this favor.
While saying this in his mind with a firm tone, Ogata had already taken back the katana that was about to smash Togo's head, as well as the wakizashi that was used as a "human shield".
“Aaaaa——!”
A roar, purely to vent the fear in his heart, came from Ogata's right.
A soldier standing on Ogata's right had his face splattered with blood - all of this blood was spurted from Togo's shattered head.
While shouting in fear, he quickly retreated two steps, creating a suitable distance for him to shoot Ogata, and raised the muzzle of the gun towards Ogata.
Ogata glanced at this person and confirmed his location.
Bang!
He used his left leg as the axis and threw a spinning kick at the man.
Ogata's kick was superimposed with the power of exertion.
After his right heel touched the man's chest, the man immediately spit out blood like an octopus painting ink, which directly dyed half of his body red.
Ogata's kick was not a casual one.
He specifically kicked this man towards another fighter who was behind him on his right side.
Just as Ogata had planned, after being kicked away by him, this person crashed heavily into the enemy behind Ogata.
The man who was kicked away and the poor man who was hit directly by this "human cannonball" "huggled" each other and crashed into the wall of a house on the roadside.
The already dilapidated wooden wall shattered, and the fragments of the wall fell into the house along with the two people. Thanks to the wall's obstruction, the two people finally landed.
After taking care of the two men with one kick, Ogata calmly glanced at the people around him who were still standing.
Under Ogata's unstoppable attack, the musketeers on this narrow street were in disarray and were on the verge of collapse.
But at this moment, noisy footsteps suddenly came from the street corner behind Ogata.
Ogata turned his head and looked back—a large number of musketeers were emerging from the street corner behind him.
"Reinforcements?" Ogata said calmly, "They came faster than I thought."
Togo's subordinates, whose mentality was almost broken by Ogata, showed ecstasy when they saw these reinforcements.
"Looks like they're from Group 5! Group 5 is here too!"
“That’s great!”
"Everyone cheer up! Reinforcements are coming! Counterattack! Counterattack!"
The arrival of reinforcements boosted the morale of Togo's remaining subordinates.
The reinforcements came from Team 3 led by Wan Dongxiang, and Team 7, who arrived at the block in one go with Team 5.
As soon as they arrived there, they heard the sound of fighting and hurried over.
In front of him were the remnants of Togo's army, and behind him were the 5th Division that came to reinforce him. He was trapped from both sides.
At first glance, the battle situation seemed so unfavorable to him, but Ogata's eyes remained so calm.
He glanced at the enemies around him calmly, then took a step and slipped into a nearby house.
The remnants of Dongxiang are now like frightened birds.
Everything they had just witnessed had made the remaining Dongxiang troops dare not enter any of the surrounding houses.
The remnants of Togo's troops, who had temporarily lost their command, immediately raised their guns neurotically and fired indiscriminately at the house that Ogata had just entered.
Don't waste bullets, don't shoot randomly because the rate of fire is low, all these rules can go to hell.
At this moment, the only way to make them feel safe is to shoot randomly at Ogata and "places where Ogata is suspected to be".
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…
It was not until the people from the 5th Division came up to them and joined them that the remnants of Togo finally stopped shooting.
The door and walls of the innocent house that was hit by the disaster had been turned into a hornet's nest.
The soldiers of the 5th Division, who had not yet witnessed Ogata's terrifying power, bravely walked into the house that had been turned into a hornet's nest.
Before they entered the house, the remnants of Togo specifically reminded the soldiers of the 5th Division to be careful when entering the house, as many of their companions were killed by the sneak attack of Ogata who was hiding in the house.
Because of the reminder from the Togo remnants, the soldiers of the 5th Group were extremely cautious when entering the house.
After entering the house at a snail's pace that was almost as slow as crawling, the faces of those who had dared to enter the house immediately turned ugly - because there was no body of Ogata in the house at all, not even a drop of blood.
Just as the soldiers who entered the house to check the situation were about to withdraw——
“Aaaaa——!”
The night sky outside the house and on the street was once again shattered by screams.
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Ogata had already anticipated that the remnants of Togo would most likely not dare to enter any house in this neighborhood, so after slipping into the house next to him, he immediately entered another adjacent house through a window inside the house.
The houses here are next to each other, and the windows are basically close to each other. You can climb over the west window to enter the east window of the house next door.
This is also one of the important reasons why Ogata chose this place as the battlefield to bury the enemies - the closely adjacent houses made it extremely convenient for Ogata to hide or move.
Ogata moved through the houses, running in the direction from which Group 5 came.
Ogata stopped only after running into a house at the end of the 5th group.
He didn't play the "stabbing through the wall" trick again.
Instead, he kicked the door of the house open, followed the door out, returned to the street, and reappeared at the end of the 5th group queue.
The katana was swung out for the first time, drawing a circular arc and slitting the throats of three enemies in one breath.
When he swung it again, two more people were hit in the vital parts.
In a flash, Ogata snatched the flintlock from the person next to him, blew someone's head off with a shot, and then repeated the same trick by shoving the empty rifle into another person's mouth.
This combo is not over yet.
After thrusting the flintlock into a soldier's mouth, Ogata had a new weapon in his hand - a hammer.
The flintlock in his hand is a hammer handle.
The soldier with the gun stuck in his mouth is Hammerhead.
Ogata gritted his teeth, exerted strength with his legs and waist, swung the "sledgehammer" in his hand horizontally, and smashed the huge "hammer head" into the crowd beside him, knocking down person No. 2 in one breath.
At this moment, Ogata noticed that in front of him on the right, a soldier raised the muzzle of his gun with his index finger on the trigger.
Ogata, who came later, was the first to arrive. He raised his hand to grab the muzzle of the musket and lifted it up.
With a loud "bang", the man hit nothing except the air.
Ogata just held the spear and leaped towards the group of enemies in front of him.
The man whose gun was grabbed by Ogata was unable to resist Ogata's tremendous strength. The gun in his hand was snatched away and thrown far away like garbage.
Ogata rose from the ground and flew over the heads of the two people in front of him like a flying swallow. The katana, as fast as thunder in the sky, flashed twice as Ogata leaped, and opened the skulls of the two people.
The next moment after he landed safely on the ground, the wakizashi that had been hidden in the sheath was pulled out by Ogata.
Pulling it out and throwing it, the wakizashi shot out from Ogata's hand and pierced deeply into the chest of the enemy who was four steps away from Ogata.
The wakizashi pierced the man's heart. He uttered a low whimper of pain, then fell to the ground, covering his chest where the sword had pierced it.
And as he fell to the ground, Ogata strode towards him - bringing blood and death.
The katana stabbed forward, chopped diagonally, and slashed upward... The katana in Ogata's hand seemed to no longer be a sword, but an agile and ferocious python, which flexibly attacked the enemy from all angles and took the enemy's life.
Those who are attacked are defeated, those who are attacked are destroyed, and those who are struck are subdued. No one can stop it.
It took Ogata 2 seconds to walk 4 steps to the enemy who was stabbed to death by Ogata's wakizashi.
In just 2 seconds, Ogata chopped down all 5 enemies standing in front of him.
Two seconds later, the enemy who was stabbed to death by the wakizashi had not yet completely fallen to the ground.
Ogata raised his left foot, hooked the handle of the wakizashi with his toes, and lifted it up. The wakizashi and the upper body of the dead body were lifted high up. Ogata bent down and stretched out his left hand to grab the handle of the wakizashi and pulled the wakizashi back.
Because the wound had been stabbed into the heart, blood spurted out like a fountain after the wakizashi was pulled back.
Ogata did not try to avoid the blood, letting it splatter all over his body. His body, which had just been cleaned by a "bath" in the canal, was now covered in blood again.
The soldiers have been trying to fight back.
However, only the four of them could walk side by side, and the streets were too narrow for them to even form a complete gun formation.
And Ogata's fierce attack did not give them any chance to deploy their guns.
They could only fight on their own, and then were defeated one by one by Ogata. In such a terrain that was so unfavorable to the enemy, Ogata didn't even need to use the "state of no self".
Ogata kept moving forward, forward, and forward.
Go straight along the street.
All the enemies who stood in front of Ogata and appeared in front of him died in various ways.
Killed by a knife...
Beaten to death...
The one whose neck was broken by jutsu...
Those who were hit by the flintlock rifle...
The throat was pierced by an empty flintlock rifle...
Ogata has not entered the "selfless state", but his state of mind is now better than that of "selfless state" - he has been calmly thinking about the most efficient way to kill every enemy in front of him.
These enemies, who filled up nearly half of the street, were like a surging waterfall, rushing down with great momentum.
At the bottom of the waterfall, there is a lone swordsman.
The swordsman went upstream against the turbulent current of the waterfall.
"How can we withstand such a turbulent current using only human power?" - Maybe everyone would think so.
However, the truth is so shocking.
The waterfall was cut off by the swordsman, who also used brute force to force it to flow backwards inch by inch.
The waterfall was originally 50 meters long.
But gradually, only 45 meters... 40 meters... 35 meters...
When only half of the water flow of the waterfall remained, new water finally came in, making the waterfall become more powerful again.
But there is no point in this kind of thing.
It was just a matter of having the swordsman repeat the entire process of making the waterfall flow backwards.
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More and more soldiers and troops rushed over and joined the battlefield, into this meat grinder.
This originally very quiet neighborhood has now become extremely "lively".
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"Follow me! Go around from the left! Go around from the left! Go around from the side and attack that monster from both sides!"
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"Come a few more people! I'm running out of people here!"
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"His movements seem to be slowing down. He must be exhausted. The rotation strategy is effective! Good opportunity! Attack!"
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"Did you hit him?"
“No, no! He seemed to have dodged it, and it just rubbed against his shoulder.”
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“Aaaaaaaaaaaa——!”
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"Hey! Have you seen anyone from Group 4?"
"Team 4? Team 4 is fighting that monster right now! The situation is not optimistic!"
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"No, that monster never seems to get tired! Retreat! Everyone, retreat! We can't fight that monster here! Everyone, retreat!"
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When Soemon, carrying his large naginata, led his subordinates from the 1st Division to the place where the fireworks were blooming, his brows immediately frowned.
Sniffing hard, he smelled a strong smell of blood that made his throat feel choked.
Looking ahead, there is a neighborhood where the houses are generally extremely low and dilapidated.
The strong smell of blood wafted from this neighborhood.
On the outskirts of this block, and right in front of Soemon, there were many of his acquaintances.
The commander of the 2nd Division, the commander of the 6th Division, the commander of the 8th Division... the commanders of a total of 5 units gathered together, talking to each other with serious expressions.
"Hey, why are you all standing here? What are you doing?" Zuoemon quickened his pace slightly and strode towards the commanders of various troops.
"Ah, Lord Soemon." The commander of the 2nd Division greeted Soemon with an extremely unpleasant expression, "We are in trouble..."
"What's going on?" Soemon looked around. "Where's Shura?"
"Shura... is inside." The commander of the 2nd Division raised his thumb and pointed to the dilapidated block behind him. "Lord Soemon, before you arrived, we had already fought a battle with Shura in this block."
"We... suffered heavy casualties..."
The commander of the 2nd Division briefly reported the battle situation so far to Soemon.
After various troops arrived here one after another, they poured into this block and joined in the encirclement and suppression of Ogata.
Although the terrain in this area is extremely unfavorable to them, they are full of confidence.
After all, they have an absolute numerical advantage.
With their fierce attack and their continuous fighting, there should be a few bullets that can hit Ogata, right? No matter how good he is at fighting, he can't be alive and well after being hit by a few bullets, right?
They thought so optimistically and confidently.
No.
I must have thought so optimistically and confidently...
"We attacked Shura from all directions," said the commander of the second division, "but that monster seemed tireless. No matter how we attacked, he was able to effectively dodge and counterattack."
"So far, the only record we have of successfully injuring Shura is that a bullet passed through his left shoulder and scratched his left shoulder. However, this was only a minor injury and did not even affect his ability to swing the knife."
"Damn..." The commander of the 8th Division said bitterly, "That guy's physical strength is simply not that of a human... I'm really curious if he can keep playing with women until dawn... When I think about it carefully, that monster is really enviable..."
No one paid any attention to the complaints of the commander of Division 8, and the commander of Division 2 continued to seriously brief Soemon on the battle situation.
"The 3rd and 7th divisions suffered heavy losses, the 4th and 5th divisions were almost destroyed, and the rest of the divisions also suffered some damage."
"If we continue to fight like this, even if we succeed in taking Shura's head, the price will be too high for us to bear."
"So we just evacuated this block and thought of new strategies to deal with the enemy."
"The first strategy we have planned is to use fire to burn down the entire block, force Shura out, and fight him in the open area outside the block."
"That's useless." The commander of the 2nd Division just finished speaking when Soemon interrupted him, "This isn't a building, it's an entire city block. It's very difficult to light a fire that's big enough to burn down a city block like this."
"And we don't have enough troops. If we want to use this method to encircle Shura, we need enough troops to surround the block?"
"Only in this way can we ensure that no matter which direction Shura breaks out from, we can immediately surround and annihilate him."
"We don't have that many troops right now."
The commander of the second division nodded. "Yes, we thought so too, so we are now adopting the second strategy - sending out the best shooters to snipe Shura from a distance."
"We have just sent a team of 10 shooters who are good at shooting into the block to deal with Shura."
"Are there any results?" asked Zuoemon.
"We just heard their screams."
"A concise and interesting report on the results of the battle."
The 6th Division commander scratched his head vigorously at this time: "So what should we do now? We can't beat him, and we can't force him out of this block. How about pulling cannons from the main camp and bombarding the block with them?"
"This idea is worse than burning down the whole block," the commander of the 2nd Division said in a scathing comment.
After listening to the report from the commander of the 2nd Division, Zuoemon stretched out his hand and stroked his chin. "Even though they were besieged by so many musketeers, they were still able to defeat us... We didn't misjudge the combat power of Shura, but we seriously misjudged it... We thought that Shura, who had never been abroad, must be only good at close combat and not good at dealing with muskets..."
After saying this, Soemon slowly put down the large naginata on his shoulder.
"Give me 10 shooters who are good at shooting." He said to the commander of the 2nd Division in an unquestionable tone.
Second Division Commander: "Lord Zoemon?"
"I will entangle Shura from the front." Zuoemon said calmly, "Then let the archer wait for an opportunity to shoot Shura to death. This method should be the best and most suitable method for us at the moment. Only by picking a strong man to entangle Shura from the front can we leave enough shooting opportunities for the archer."
"Among all the people present, apart from me, the Demon, there should be no one else who has the ability to confront Shura head-on."
"S-Souemon-sama," the 2nd Division commander said hastily, "Isn't this too dangerous?"
"It's not dangerous!" Soemon grinned, "The most dangerous thing is not being able to complete Lord Toyotomi's mission! Stop talking nonsense and gather 10 archers who are good at shooting for me!"
After hearing the words "Lord Toyotomi" from Soemon's mouth, all the commanders straightened their expressions.
And Zuoemon also added:
"Besides, can you come up with any more effective strategy besides the one I proposed?"
Everyone looked at each other for a while.
If they could come up with a better strategy, they wouldn't have looked so sad just now.
"...I understand." The commander of Group 2 nodded first.
After a while, 10 carefully selected sharpshooters lined up in front of Zuoemon.
"Very good." Zuoemon nodded with satisfaction, "Follow me!"
He led the 10 sharpshooters and strode into the block in front of him.
After entering the block, the smell of blood instantly became stronger.
The closer you get to the central area, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.
“Ahhh…”
A faint scream suddenly came from afar.
Soemon raised his eyebrows, whispered "Follow closely" to the archer behind him, and then quickened his pace to the direction where the scream came from.
The houses on both sides of the street passed quickly behind him.
After turning another corner, Zuoemon suddenly stepped on something very soft.
I looked down and saw a bloody corpse.
After taking a glance at the corpse at his feet, Zuoemon slowly raised his gaze, moving his sight from his feet all the way to the street intersection in front of him.
There was nothing else in the field of vision but corpses.
The street beneath his feet was littered with corpses of various causes of death.
The blood converged into one, forming rivers and fountains of blood.
The sharpshooters behind Soemon all turned pale when they saw the hellish scene before them. Some of them even felt stomach acid churning and almost vomited out the contents of their stomachs.
“We’ve arrived at the battlefield…” Zuoemon murmured softly.
“Aaaaaaah——!”
The screams were heard again.
This time the sound came from a very close distance.
It came from the left side of the street ahead.
Zuoemon tightened the large naginata in his hand and ran straight towards the intersection ahead, ignoring the corpses under his feet.
When he arrived at the intersection and turned to look to the left, the scene that greeted Soemon's eyes stunned even he, who was used to seeing many storms and waves.
A swordsman was shaking off the blood on the blade of his katana.
However, there was too much blood and fat attached to the blade of the katana. Even after the blood had evaporated, the blade was still bright red, as if it had been stained with red paint.
Under his feet was a sea of ​​corpses.
The street where the swordsman was standing was littered with countless corpses, so many that it was hard to imagine how fierce the battle had just taken place in this place.
The swordsman noticed Soemon, and he slowly turned his head and faced Soemon.
Just a slender young swordsman - everyone would think so, before seeing the swordsman's eyes with their own eyes.
When the swordsman looked into each other's eyes, Soemon was stunned for a moment.
It was clearly just a gaze from a pair of eyes, but it was more dazzling than the sun's rays and more difficult to look directly at.
Holding a sword covered in dried blood, he stood calmly above the sea of ​​blood and corpses, looking at Soemon with a disparaging gaze that could only be described as "slashing" with a knife, and then quietly held the knife in front of him without saying a word.
The tip of the knife, illuminated by the moonlight, reflected a sharp light that was no less powerful than the swordsman's sight.
This posture is really like that of a ghost or a Shura.